Searching for silence to make the soul serene.
Storms have slashed the seafront street.
Is the sea cerulean? Or is it sapphire?
Sometimes it is silver swept from thunderclouds.
The seafoam that is sprayed is a soft, pale shade,
such solace in this paradise seems so illusory.
Smooth and soothing is the seafoam that floats from the sea,
soft to the touch, putting the shaken soul to rest.
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The Lament of Life- A Collection of Original Poems
PoetryThese will all be poems that I have personally written, either for fun or for Uni, I hope to upload often (for real this time) as it is a crucial part of my Uni module. I hope you enjoy these poems.
